During a reading with a client, a tall man enters. He is invisible to her.
He is wearing a hat. I tell my client he is here and she does not know who he is. I can see the energetic outline of his body.
He says to me, “Mimi.”
“Mimi,” I tell her.
Her eyes widen. “Mimi?! She was my childhood friend. Oh! That’s her father in here!”
My client leaves with the suggestion that she contact Mimi.
Mimi is dying and my client gets the opportunity to say goodbye.
Wherever you are Mimi, I hope you are in joy.